Seeing Zhao Qing's furious and crazy appearance, the surrounding crowd was scared out of their wits.
"Gao Yuanxiu! Who killed Li Zhan! "Zhao Qing looked at a Saint Emperor realm alchemist who was kneeling in the air and asked.
"I killed Li Zhan." Feng Wuchen said indifferently as he looked at the furious Zhao Qing expressionlessly.
The moment Feng Wuchen finished speaking, Zhao Qing's murderous gaze swept over as he roared, "Stinking brat, you dare to kill my disciple, you're tired of living!"
"Boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
As he spoke, Zhao Qing had already shot out ferociously. With a strong ear-piercing rumble, the space shook violently and exploded. The terrifying power of a Five Star Saint Emperor condensed on his fist as he wanted to kill Feng Wuchen with a punch.
But when Zhao Qing's ferocious gaze saw Feng Wuchen clearly, his heart suddenly trembled.
"Zhao Qing, how dare you!" Shan Tong's cold voice sounded.
Zhao Qing's expression changed drastically once again. The fist that he had thrown out instantly stopped as he looked at Feng Wuchen with incomparable shock.
"Ma … Ma … Ma … Ma … Ma …" Zhao Qing was stupefied.
The one who killed Li Zhan was actually the Lord Lord of the Dragon Gods!
Zhao Qing had long heard of Feng Wuchen's identity from the Pill Soul Tower.
"Is Zhao Qing afraid? Shan Tong called him Brother Feng, and he can even order Shan Tong around. Who is he? "Fire Cloud Palace Master frowned deeply as he was very curious about Feng Wuchen's background.
"You must be Zhao Qing. You came at the right time. I have something to talk to you about." Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Yes, Lord." Zhao Qing's face was filled with panic as if he had already guessed something.
Seeing Zhao Qing instantly become fearful and respectful, the many spectating cultivators were all stunned.
What was going on?
Zhao Qing instantly became fearful and respectful. Just who was this young man?
"I feel that there is a need to explain to you. Your disciple insulted my wife in front of everyone. Should I kill him?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.
"It should be …" Zhao Qing spoke in panic, and his aged face was exceedingly pale. The violent rage and terrifying killing intent from before had already vanished into thin air.
Did he dare to say that he shouldn't?
Zhao Qing didn't dare!
As a Saint Emperor alchemist, he was an ant in front of Chu Tianshu.
"That's good," Feng Wuchen said coldly.
Swish!
Just as Feng Wuchen finished speaking, a figure appeared in a flash. It was an old man in a white robe.
It was the Saint Emperor realm alchemist, Wan Wufeng.
With the appearance of the two strongest Alchemists in the Mysterious North World, Gao Yuanxiu and the other seventeen Alchemists fell into complete despair. That kind of intense fear made them feel as if they had fallen into a dark hell.
"Greetings, milord!" Wan Wu Feng respectfully bowed towards Feng Wuchen.
Wan Wufeng was also present during the Alchemist Convention, so he was naturally clear about Feng Wuchen's identity.
Wan Wufeng's respect once again made everyone's heart tremble, and they were dumbfounded.
"Which one of you said that building a Holy Tower is an insult to Alchemists because their realm is low?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.
"No!" The two shook their heads at the same time.
"Really?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.
"Milord, it's absolutely true. We wouldn't dare to say such arrogant words," Wan Wufeng said respectfully.
His cold gaze swept towards Gao Yuanxiu and the rest. Feng Wuchen said, "Did you all hear that?"
"…" Gao Yuanxiu and the other Alchemists didn't dare to fart or raise their heads.
"Kill them!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Yes!" Li Moyang said respectfully, and attacked without hesitation.
"Milord, please spare us! Milord, please spare us! We know we're wrong! "Gao Yuanxiu and the rest begged for mercy, and kowtowed madly.
"You're a disgrace to Alchemists! You don't deserve to live! "Li Moyang said coldly, revealing a fierce killing intent.
"No! Don't kill me! Li Moyang, don't kill me! I beg you, I don't want to die yet! "Gao Yuanxiu screamed in horror.
Li Moyang said ruthlessly, "Don't you think it's too late?"
"Shoo shoo shoo!"
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Li Moyang flashed out, and a dozen dazzling sword shadows flashed. Gao Yuanxiu and the rest of the 17 Alchemists died on the spot, and their bodies fell to the ground.
It was too late to regret.
"Gulp …"
Seeing the seventeen alchemists die in an instant, the spectating cultivators swallowed their saliva in fright. They were extremely terrified.
None of them dared to offend the Dragon God Temple.
"Fortunately, I didn't stand out. This kid's identity is not simple, no wonder he's so arrogant."
"Even Saint Emperor Realm Alchemists can't do anything to him, not to mention Li Moyang and the rest. Fortunately, we didn't offend the Holy Tower, or we'd be dead for sure."
"Zhao Qing and Wan Wufeng are so respectful to him, and even Young Master Di Tong has to listen to his orders. He must be the Dragon God Temple's Young Master!"
The onlookers were secretly glad that they didn't offend the Holy Tower, and Feng Wuchen.
Otherwise, the consequences would be the same as the 17 Alchemists.
Feng Wuchen looked at Li Moyang and said, "Find out who's behind them. I'll leave the rest to you."
"Yes! Lord! "Li Moyang said respectfully.
"Senior Annihilator, Senior Donghuang, I still have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first." Feng Wuchen looked at Annihilator with a smile.
"Many thanks for Brother Feng's help." Annihilator expressed his gratitude again.
"Senior Annihilator is too polite, I'm a Guest Elder of the Holy Tower." Feng Wuchen smiled.
"Haha!" Annihilator laughed happily.
"Big Brother Feng, we'll go too!" Liu Qingyang hurriedly said, his face full of anticipation.
Feng Wuchen shook his head and said solemnly, "You won't be of much help even if you go. I can't do anything myself, I'm just going to take a look."
Feng Wuchen looked at the onlookers and said, "If anyone has any opinions about the Holy Tower, you're welcome at any time. I'll entertain you well."
The onlookers shuddered. Just the thought of it was terrifying.
"Wife, you've just arrived at the Northern Mysterious World, so stay here for a few days. I'll pick you up after I'm done with my matters." Feng Wuchen looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and smiled.
"En, alright!" Ling Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Husband, you must be careful."
"Shan Tong, let's go." Feng Wuchen smiled gently and looked at Shan Tong.
Shan Tong waved her hand and immediately disappeared with Feng Wuchen.
When they reappeared, Feng Wuchen and Shan Tong had arrived at the Sacred Royal Clan.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
An intense battle of life and death shook the heavens and the earth. Terrifying energy surged without restraint, and the space within a radius of several hundred thousand feet was shaking. It was already dark.
"The Heavenly Demon Race and Martial Spirit Temple have sent experts from the major forces. There are eighteen Saint Venerables and over a hundred Saint Emperors. Protector Xuan Ying and the others can't deal with so many people. The experts from the major forces under Dragon God Temple have also arrived. The battle has just begun." Shan Tong said.
Looking at the intense battle, Feng Wuchen said, "If this continues, both sides will suffer. Since their reinforcements have arrived, let's get rid of them as soon as possible."
Nine Heavens Divine Emperor
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